Doomsday Bosses Win the Entertainment Industry

Ding Mingqian watched the man striding forward.

Wu Ang didn't stay outside for a long time, he just took care of his hairstyle and deepened the outline of his facial features a little, but Ding Mingqian felt that she had changed Qin Jue's head. The man in the luxury car has nothing like the actor Qin Jue all over his body?

The figure is tall, the eyebrows are staring, the angular chin is slightly raised, and the confidence and pride are just right. Even without this high-profile high-definition V suit, people can see him at a glance from a few meters away. The classic male protagonist in the image tears apart the dimensional wall and walks into reality, and one person can make a perfect interpretation of the words "extraordinary".

This is, who?

Ding Mingqian's eyes were filled with confusion. He clearly knew Qin Jue, but now he doesn't.

"Master Qin!"

"Teacher Qin Feng!"

"Mr. Qin Feng is early."

Qin Jue went all the way, and the staff around him greeted them one after another, some with eager tones, some with longing expressions, some with envy and admiration in their eyes, and some with tense shoulders and cautious expressions, but without exception Respectfully.

With a casual smile, she strode high, didn't bow or turn her head, she just tapped her chin every now and then to express her hearing, obviously she was used to such a scene.

No one felt that there was anything wrong with such a reaction, his aura, strength, status—everything made this man's arrogance deserved, and he didn't even need to cite any reasons to explain it. Because he is Qin Feng.

"Mingqian! Yo, you are here too."

Ding Mingqian watched Qin Jue take off his sunglasses, raised his eyebrows on one side, and smiled brightly and cheerfully. The volume was slightly louder and the pitch was slightly higher. This relaxed and wanton gesture alone turned this place into her home court.

"...Uh, Qin—"

Ding Mingqian was so nervous that he didn't know what to say, but Qin Jue stretched out his arms and hugged him carelessly, and said with a smile, "How is it, where are the preparations for the ten-year concert? Remember to call me if you need it!"

"Ah, ah..."

Ding Mingqian subconsciously swallowed his saliva to ease his embarrassment, "Uh, okay."

and many more.

It was only at this time that he realized that his role was a singer named "Ming Qian", and it had been ten years since his debut.

So Brother Qin is... playing Qin Feng completely?

Not only that, but also treat him directly as his character "Ming Qian"?

This, this is okay?

Ding Mingqian, who came from the academy, was suddenly stunned, and now he is still off-screen!

"Guide Qu-"

He was still in a trance, Qin Jue, no, Qin Feng smiled and walked towards Qu Nan, the two shook hands warmly, and greeted each other, just like a natural and normal appearance.

It's as if "Entertainment Intern" doesn't exist, the sixth round doesn't exist, and the person "Qin Jue" doesn't exist anymore. Standing here is Qin Feng, the king of the entertainment industry, and Ding Mingqian doesn't exist either. He is a singer called "Ming Qian" and they met before recording the show.

Is this into play? ah?

Ding Mingqian's mind went blank, he suddenly fell into the philosophical thinking of "who am I" and "where am I", and even questioned whether he had unknowingly crossed into some chaotic world.

"Oh, Mr. Zhan—"

Qin Feng's highly recognizable bass sounded enthusiastically again, Ding Mingqian watched him walk past him, smiled and greeted Zhan Changqing who only got out of the car outside.

"My car hasn't gotten to the place yet, and I saw your supercar from a long distance!"

Zhan Changqing laughed at him, and Qin Feng laughed.

"It's new from Clarence, and it has to be taken out to show off," he said.

"Come on, you can."

The two of them talked and walked back, Ding Mingqian finally accepted such a setting in a short period of time and settled down to greet him.

"Brother Feng!" He smiled.

"Well, I don't need to introduce this one, right? The old face of the Legal Channel."

Qin Feng smiled and patted Zhan Changqing on the back.

"That's for sure."

Ding Mingqian nodded with a smile, his cold sweat was about to break down, he shook hands with Zhan Changqing nervously, "Mr. Zhan met for the first time, I'm Mingqian."

"Long time ago, I bought your electronic album before."

"Ahahahahaha, thank you for your support, thank you, thank you." Ding Mingqian folded his voice.

"It's getting late, Mr. Zhan, you should put on your makeup first?" Qin Feng reminded.

"Hey, yes." Zhan Changqing said, "I'll go, you two talk slowly."

"Okay, see you later." Qin Feng nodded.

There was only Ding Mingqian left next to him. He took a breath and felt that his heartbeat had never been so fast during the art exam.

"Well, Brother Feng, I have something to ask you."

Ding Mingqian tried his best to speak in a familiar tone.

"Huh? Okay, what's the matter?"

Qin Feng turned around, still smiling, his tone and accent were very authentic, like a young master in the capital.

"Uh-" Ding Mingqian considered the lines that his character should have, and began to make up, "Just me, it's not a transformation recently."

"Um."

"I have been singing for ten years, and I want to see if I can learn to act across the border."

"Well, I know. You said."

Qin Feng's expression suddenly became serious, and his eyebrows were no longer frivolous.

Ding Mingqian was startled by his transformation, and he was a little more in awe, hesitantly said:

"That's right, I'm too dependent on the script. I'm the kind of person who desperately reads the script and memorizes the words, and then plays the script."

"It's also a common performance method." Qin Feng said, "So what difficulties did you encounter?"

Ding Mingqian sighed and said his problem in the tone of "Ming Qian": "Improvisation. I really can't improvise."

"Oh? Improv?"

"That's right. Without the script, I feel at ease, and I won't be able to act." Ding Mingqian nodded.

"Then you asked the right person."

Qin Feng snapped his fingers. When he talked about the performance, his tone was completely different from just now. Although he was also smiling, he was not at all frivolous.

"One secret. Improvisation is, whatever the other side throws, you have to catch it," he said.

"Catch?" Ding Mingqian repeated hesitantly.

"That's right. Improvisation, hanging up, it's like throwing the ball, you throw it to me, I throw it to you."

Qin Feng made a tossing gesture, "The most important thing is not to stop, whoever stops, whoever plays, whoever gets embarrassed, loses."

"His..." Ding Mingqian's teeth were sore.

"Just like."

Qin Feng snapped his fingers again, and his serious expression just now became relieved and sincere, and he hugged him with a smile:

"Mingqian, congratulations, hey, happy wedding, the long-distance love run is finally over, I wish you a happy marriage!"

"Ah,...ah! Hahahaha, thank you Brother Feng!"

Ding Mingqian was almost caught off guard again~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This time his reaction was much faster, and he immediately answered with a smile.

Qin Feng released him and said with a smile, "Look, during this improvisation process, I'll throw you a setting."

"I have been in love with my girlfriend for many years, and it was not long before the marriage news was announced."

Ding Mingqian gradually got the idea.

"That's right. You caught it just now." Qin Feng put his hand in his trouser pocket and said with a smile, "Now tell me this set of words."

Ding Mingqian pondered for a while, and extended his hand enthusiastically: "Brother Feng! Oh, you can be considered to have settled down, happy newlyweds, happy newlyweds—"

Qin Feng opened his hand with a smile: "What are you doing! You made big news for me as soon as you came up, right? Where did you hear the false news?"

Eh?

Ding Mingqian was taken aback.

Qin Feng regained his joking expression and said with a smile, "Well, this is also a throwback."